Today I went to Value Village and found some cool stuff but I didn't have enough money so I walked out wearing this nifty jacket. Video games eroded my morals or something. Then I ended up going back into the store but I didn't want to be wearing the stolen merchandise so I removed it and put it in the bed of a pick up truck in the parking lot to retrieve when I left. Then, when I left the store, I saw the truck pulling out of the parking lot. I chased it to a stop light and saw the jacket where I had left it but I wasn't about to explain the story to the driver so I watched it roll away, over the horizon with my enthusiasm for life. It was sad. No one else was around to witness these unfortunate events unfold. Except the truck driver, who was oblivious to the whole thing. When I met up with people I was with and they saw no nifty jacket I made up a story because I was embarrassed about it and I don't think they believed me. Video games eroded my lying skills or something. After getting past my frustration I realized there is a moral in all of this; the universe was trying to tell me something. It was either trying to tell me that I shouldn't steal or, that I shouldn't put my things in the back of a stranger's truck. I haven't chosen yet.

Ok guys, I'm resurrecting this community.Actually, I don't plan to, I just have a brutal issue that I don't want lots of Reedies reeding (HAHAHA) about.

Aight, here goes.

I hate it here. Lots. And I've thought and thought and thought about it and talked and talked and talked abuot it to the point of exhaustion, and I don't feel any better about the situation. Basically, I'm not sure if Reed is for me, but either way I think I need a break from it. Between the weather, the workload and the lack of anything fun to look forward to, I just have no incentive to be here. The people are great, and I've made connections with some, but nothing that is taking away this boredom and anxiety.

I feel like all I do is work, and to what gain?

So I want to take a leave of absence for a semester. Of course, at that point the question is, then what? Will next semester be any better? And I don't know. This is really hard for me, because I feel like it's a lose lose situation. If I stay, I'm miserable. If I leave, I'll have misery to look forward to. Not to mention, home isn't always happy and great. UUUUGH. What makes you guys happy in school? What makes time pass by nicely? Because I don't think I've been genuinely happy here anywhere near as much as I should be. And should I leave for a semester? It's the only thing I can think about, I want to SOOO BADLY, but what if it's a bad idea??AHHHHH

I've never posted in this community journal, and no one has posted in here for a long, long fucking time, so I thought I'd fill up the metaphorical empty space with a little bit of reminiscing for everyone. So, here we go with some highlights from the beloved second corridor.

I went down to UCSC this weekend. UNfortunetly, I never touched base with the Porter kids. This is something i hope to remedy in the future. I was over at Stevenson the whole time, and i gotta say, Stevenson appartments: nice.

Alright last night my roommate was talking to his gf over the phone (she's still in high school). I guess she was going through something rough so he was saying all this religious stuff such "as put your trust in him" blah blah but then he said the funniest thing ever, "The strongest position is on your knees". Now this was probably meant in the religious term of praying but I had to keep myself yelling something durogatory and sexually too explicit for his virgin ears.

This where their little phone convo takes a turn....

After some quiet I immedietly hear "what were you doing hugging that girl!?" from the gf which which prompts such a stereotypical response from my roommate "We're just friends, I swear". She then launches into how she's been hanging out with these guys she kinda likes, and he once again "Dont hang out with them they're dumb" as if he was trying think up some excuse to keep her, before adding "he's viscious, he'll do anything to be with you!" After this and hearing his voice begin to waiver, I wanted to just break out into hysterics but I didnt, and I began to place bets in my head on that she'll break up with him. Unfortunately, for my malicious glee, she doesnt and they make a slightly awkward apology to each other.

This afternoon...

my roommate states to a friend of his "man I really like this girl here she has really nice everything...."

I'm taking tomarrow off, just though everyone that reads this should know...yea. We had a meeting of the remaining 2nd corridor people, well, some of them, and more. We said bye to John..and did lots of hugs 'n stuff.